Men

Beat 1 [Intro] Yes yes, the sunrise session I apologise for starting deep but I'm not gonna finish with it Yeah [Verse] I wish I could pretend that all my mental state is perfect, but it's not How can I give you everything I've got if I've been struggling myself? Since I dropped an album, rarely struggle with my wealth But if my bredrin's got some bad news, I'm hugging him myself Anxiety is rarely black and white, it's on a scale Sometimes I wanna help a guy, sometimes I want help Sometimes I feel invincible, sometimes I crave health My mood's light and dark like there's shit I wanna sell Grab a belt, 'cause I know you and you wanna fill your jeans man, I can tell But you can't raise a man like I've been banging K Michelle But the problem is her music make me miss my baby girl, listen Sometimes man, I just need to breathe and zone out to Alicia Keys I'm influencing dreams 'cause I'm a piece of cheese Merchandise is easy Ps but money ain't the motive if I'm seeking peace That needs to change like selling DVDs, listen The opposite of Twitter's probably peace of mind The way you're acting on your own, should hope the trees are blind And if they weren't then I'm sure they'd give you evil eyes Sniff cocaine off a holy book, you man should read between the lines Living in a dream won't make your dreams align I'm hypocritical but still I see the signs I dream of reaching heights where I don't need to make my weakness hide Too many racists in this country but my Gs are mine I promise I won't sleep this time Love you and your culture but never leaving mine My family and arms up in my sleeves are white Your skin don't get received like mine Know black men, they got the sweetest minds Because of cunts, they're struggling to sleep at night Peace just like a piece of pie but Ps just fill the pockets of the greedy swines Who benefit from cultures tryna feel divine Whites don't really need to try My success ain't measured off my gene design Feel alive, just making sure my Gs are fine I ened a rhyme, this scheme is fire, a Min and a half, I need to breathe sometime So did George and now he can't, police just [?] knee to spine No backbone so they need a spine to neck, he choked to death Despite the easy signs, and now his family will grieve for life See young and white, shout "fuck the feds" but don't believe the line It's different when your race ain't really in the line of fire This signifies the differences between the lives Of every different culture in this country that we sleep at night, yeah I've done stupid shit before, but all my thoughts are pure and I'm not insecure about it I've done plenty shit before I even thought about it Now I have won't be the guy to walk around it Use your voice and talk about it, second verse is where it got personal Work in black surroundings, guess I'm nocturnal Can't be white and not verbal You see two turtles, one is on its back Say hello before you flip the other, you're focused on the wrong turtle Black lives matter with no role reversal Need real action not no Pepsi Coke commercial Smoking herbal till I'm staring at my open journal Tryna set my goals up like I roll with Ozil Wanna change the world but it's too old for Churchill I swear my bars all carry weight, my train of thoughts will leave my shoulders purple This is real life, I promise there ain't no rehearsal I'm just tryna show some solidarity Police can pepper spray but it's still them without the clarity, listen Ever since I was a kid, I knew I had to be different I've got more than summer parties, I've got Glastonbury visions And my people ain't musicians but they're Valerie singers And my people ain't musicians but they're Valerie singers Ever since I was a kid, I knew I had to be different I've got more than summer parties, I've got Glastonbury visions And my people ain't musicians but they're Valerie singers, yo Too much time to think about things and not enough escape routes And that ain't easy for a brain like mine 'Cause mine's attracted to the pain sometimes And alie Boris, I ain't really tryna let this fly I'm addicted to my phone and it's depressing me That's in a physical sense, it's got me physically tense And all my stress levels just live in my chest And it's fucking up my sleep until I give it a rest, listen They'll tell me I'm the realest, but they're bluffing Asking me what's good and all I wanna say is nothing My heart is aching, I just wanna say I love him And if time's supposed to heal then why's that watch look like you stunting? All this looking at myself has got me bugging I really need to go and tell my father that I love him My guy just lost his and me and him are strong kids And it smashed my heart to pieces just to hug him To him I say I'm proud of you, and you inspire me 'Cause littlest of things, they seem to tire me Songer means to think in French, oh man the irony When I think of that it makes me think somebody's guiding me See I know it's just a phase, but this phase has got me fucked up So don't tell me that it's all in my head Because it's not, I feel it all round my body, I can't stop it Never judge a person 'cause they're lying in bed, listen Beat 2 [Intro] Yes yes, The Sunrise Project, out now, my third little child Dream Workz, out now, Lyrics for Sanity, out now The Sunrise Project, out now, yeah Let's switch this up a little bit Listen [Verse] Talking 'bout the hardest in the country then I'm involved Your mrs stole my hoodie, she can keep it, man, I've been cold She caught the suns and it don't darken up her skin tone My phone calls are rose gold, I promise that's her ring tone If you love me, tap my name on either hip bone My doorbell's got a camera, I get baited when I bring home Women tend to open up for numbers like my PIN code My saving money's comfy but I'm stressing 'til it's tenfold You can never trust a kid saying that this isn't hard Lyrics 'bout my girl's tits, guess we both got nipple bars Fuck you if you didn't laugh, party's dead, I'm dipping yard No wonder you won't learn your lesson, hear that we're in different class Memories of year 11, swapping baggies under tables Rappers chart with fucking shit songs, bless, big up your labels Beyoncé wrote about my mother 'cause my mum's an angel If I said I'm top 5 then that's an understatement Music's been shit for 2 years, there's nothing good out Labels full of formulas for each has meant I've stood out My playlist's fucking struggling, nothing that people put out Has even touched the sides, it's only classics at the cookout I'll never drop a tape that's not a classic 'cause my dream works I'm so fucking cold, nipples poking through her T shirt Made my girl smile ear to ear until her cheek hurts When we'd go to speak about our problems we'd just beat first I'm summertime sweet, I'm wintertime cold I got my hood up, happy 'cause I stood up Haters call me soft but all those haters get my wood up I just stargaze in the mirror, can't look up Eyes red, I've just cook up What a time to be alive, I feel free Does it matter if you do? I feel me Real certified G Nobody to impress I see through it I ain't tryna live for stress, I been through it I'm going for a ruby with the boys, my eyes red, stoned Tryna take my mind off the pressures, only my bed knows No headphones on the train, I'll struggle where my head goes But if I open up, my head's gone, I'm coke mentos, as I Proved last track, there's no dead flows, sometimes best slow like Me and my ex missionary sex goals, I'm Still loved whenever my head's low I'll never lose my stripes to feel blue like Shevchenko Me, I'm more Crespo, 'cause even if I switch, I'm still bless bro People buy my shit, I gas 'em up, express, Tesco, I Stress death bro, but move it on swift, like Scooter Brawn did I've managed --- from the get go Kids are growing up and never taking opportunities Just so they can say they never had those opportunities, yeah Fuck's sake, the world's confusing me The next tape is gonna sum that up beautifully [Outro] It's Songer Yeah, different Big up BL@CKBOX every single time, man Beat 3: When It Rains It Pours - 50 Cent [Intro] Yes yes, bringing out the bars for this one The Sunrise Project is out now Thank you to everybody that's ever listened to my music, I love you Yeah [Verse 1] Brain so cold, make my shoulders freeze I stay ice cold, that's why I went to uni twice but I got no degrees Chloe and Charlotte think I love them, but I told them "please Clearly haven't seen my stats darling, I'm overseas" My life sentence is maybe why I don't release You can ride the wave but do you own the seas? Nobodies will tell you how to live because they "own the streets" How you own the street but you don't own your house buddy? You don't own your keys That's kinda tekky, I'm Lamela, got Rabona steeze Or I'm mouldy cheese, blue colours in my shoulder sleeves She coil away she big prrr when she hold the D But she so wet, her purr pull, like an aubergine Bad vibes coming from some people in my older team So I turned to wizard when I left, I don't know Hakim In terms of music, I don't know the scene But the coldest G your older's older's older's older's seen More than just emoji Ps, tryna see O2, like a Sodastream That's my Coca Cola dream, make it there, hopefully I'm [?] on Chris Brown, I swear that's where I'm 'posed to be Feeling like I'm Grealish, passing rappers with a shoulder lean It's Songer [Chorus: 50 Cent & Songer] When it rains it pours (When it rains it pours, yeah, keep that rolling, keep that rolling) When it rains it pours (Keep that rolling) Just because When it rains it pours (Let's see if we can do this second one) When it rains it pours (The Sunrise Project is out now, let's get this) 'Cause when it rains it pours (Big up BL@CKBOX man, big up all of my people, I love you) For money and hoes (Yeah, listen) When it rains it pours [Verse 2] I'm quite clean, nothing like a kid's chin with ice cream I turn heads pulling out my cards, I'm guessing Mike Dean I'ma make a really sus joke, but not in white jeans Rappers either jealous of my lyrics or my rhyme schemes If I score a banger I get lucky when I'm getting yard 'Cause she takes her top of when I score, give her yellow card I've got hella bars, never went to seminars But racking up my debt, it's like an addict stole my credit card Wanna buy a plane and never think about the world much So we can kick it up in the air, how's your first touch? I roll Mary like my girl Dutch So my sweatshirt's got her name on it like Elle's does The wires in my brain are getting massively messy Swear the wires in my brain are like the back of the telly But it's nothing but a G thing, Machiavelli She's wearing nothing but a G string, tagliatelli, yeah [Chorus: 50 Cent & Songer] When it rains it pours (Every style of beat man, I told you, The Sunrise Project is out now) When it rains it pours (I dunno if I've said that yet, I love you) Just because (Let's go) When it rains it pours Beat 4 [Intro] Yes yes, yeah, bless, yeah that's bless Bless, yo, yeah bless, yo [Verse 1] Bless, yeah, bless Don't like man, say it with chest Even in days as bad as it was, as good as it gets, last year was a test Man, our age shouldn't be this stress, so it don't make sense I guess our sanity's their expense Come into my room, I'm smelling of weed or smelling of sex There's a reason you'll see me with beautiful women If you're taking the piss, I'll piss in the pool that you swim in Never been told that "I thought you was different" 'cause Thought implies that they don't anymore I've broken hearts and I've broken the law Like the cold that you caught, my smile's contagious A thousand pages full of emotional thought No stigma attached when I say I get nervous, yeah I worry irrationally like it was all that I knew, yeah I'm begging my bredrin to openly talk 'cause David Luiz, man I thought he was blue Wish he didn't struggle to sleep but unfortunately do I blink and it's water [Chorus] Everybody wanna act, everybody's all friends Everybody loves lights, everybody loves flex Everybody loves girls, everybody loves sex Everybody loves Giggs, everybody loves Ghetts Everybody loves sleep, everybody loves bets Everybody loves food, everbody loves cheques Everyone act like everyone's blessed I'm not so nothing makes sense [Verse 2] I tell my friends don't bottle it up, while I'm sat there bottling up shit Hit 5 milly but it wasn't enough, to feel blessed I just need someone to numb this Someone to fuck with, doesn't love me and I was never in love with My [?] trust is Melanie, tough shit It's no trend, it's something I'm stuck with Just wish I was above this, my one wish Just switch all of the dumb shit to fun shit 'Til I go and fuck up the whole thing to just live One bitch, definitely toxic, I love this Tell her I gotta deal with the actions, I just did No action adjusted, got a girl flustered, I'm In her stomach with crumble and custard Leave like everything's mustard I hit girls from the back, that's the best of angles Some kids love violence, me I'm in a midlife crisis Just spent a oner on scented candles Got pricks on my nuts like ref said handball Australia dogs, no sandles Shambles, batty from different angles I've been cold since No More [Chorus] Everybody wanna act, everybody's all friends Everybody loves lights, everybody loves flex Everybody loves girls, everybody loves sex Everybody loves Giggs, everybody loves Ghetts Everybody loves food, everybody loves cheques Everbody loves cheques Everybody wanna act, everybody's all blessed But what if I'm not so nothing makes sense [Outro] Yeah, I told you, any type of beat, that's me man Fucking hell, yeah Sunrise Project is out now Beat 5: Toxic - Britney Spears [Intro] Yes yes, let's go BL@CKBOX just hit 5 milly, gotta do something special for that Listen [Verse] You are not on the same level as I These bars will make your adrenaline rise And when I'm inside I've got bad boys showing their feminine side They're jealous of my potential, to make the world shake like ketamine highs And if man's salty, I'll pepper him twice If talent comes down to melanin, why? Am I so much harder than you Picking up green like a gardener do Stardawg I do, I put half of the Q In some fat off plate and start sparking a zoot And now I'm in venting mode I'm inventing most of the flows you know With the clothes you own I've already worn And the futures here and I'm already born My BL@CKBOX is attracting fans Don't rate good youtes acting bad Mans got bars, so I kept them facts So I wrapped them grands in elastic bands You hold food like plastic bags Because you love dizz like Raskit fans My team are ready to start, you can see me shaking the captains hand (Yes yes, what we saying party, like this one?) Mans pulling up in a blacked out Audi Acting rowdy badmen round me There's a party at my ex's yard But the slag don't shout me Man don't doubt me Man chat shit so I slapped him loudly Smacked him proudly Man's too cold get a chapped lip round me Man get racks in now, G If I ask you name a youte that's harder Man bet a tenner that you don't answer Never seen that youte at the after My mans fucked of a zoot and lager Wasteman! Can't hack a zoot and a Stella Swing man round like a human propeller And if his girlfriends cute, I'll tell her She ain't going home with you I spit bars I'm chosen to Gonna make that last like frozen food Be the best in the world, I'm hoping to It's overdue bare heads turn when I'm rolling through Still cold in June Got bare notes can't fold in two Don't chat shit, you're --- Why you lying for? I stand out if I'm indoors If you diss my marge, get flying jaws Just wanna bring guys on tours Man's angry now You'll get dropped like hand me downs Nobody got better bars than Songer Two years time mans in town (By the way, when I said that I mean 10 years, but fuck it) Mans pulling up in an all-white Rari' All night party; call my Barbi' I spit bars like Dave, I kick ball like Vardy Mans cray kray, call that Tom Hardy Can't out bar me Man get bummed, no white on khaki Got no filter, call man Marley White and strong, call man Charlie It's S-O-N-G-E-to-the-R Gonna best all man Bring heat with the bars Girls leave mine at six in the morning But swear down no sleep in the yard Always rolling zoots and biftas No guns, I use my fingers I am outside the box Like David Luiz when he shoots from distance, bow [Outro] The Sunrise Session The Sunrise Project is out now Dream Workz is out now Lyrics for Sanity is out now All of my BL@CKBOXes are out now From Us to You is out now Philip Schofield is out now Yeah The Sunrise Session, let's fucking go man, big up BL@CKBOX, my people, I love everyone